The Fox's Relentless Hunger
The enormous shaft thrust into her again, forcing her entrance to stretch wide once more. Her inner walls, spread to their absolute limit, felt as if they were screaming in protest.
How many times had it been now? She had lost count. She was too exhausted even to keep track anymore.
At this point, she had no choice but to admit her decision had been utterly foolish.
She should never have challenged him out of mere curiosity.
He had driven her to the brink of unconsciousness, only to begin his relentless caresses all over again from the start. Shin-wol had stimulated every single one of her erogenous zones until Yeo-won, unable to bear it any longer, begged him to enter her. She had no idea how many times she had climaxed because of it.
“Hngh… ah! Ahn!”
Every time he buried himself to the hilt, his heavy balls slapped roughly against her sex. He drove into her with ferocious force, as if he would pierce straight through her belly, and each thrust made her brain feel like it was ringing. Yeo-won was on the verge of losing her mind.
Once again her vision flickered. A guttural groan tore from his throat, and soon he began to release inside her.
Only after a long while did the thick cock that had filled her so completely slide out of her entrance. The semen that had pooled within her immediately spilled out, trickling down between her buttocks.
Even with that vivid sensation, Yeo-won could only lie limp on the bed, panting harshly. Her eyes felt sticky from crying so much, and her vision refused to focus properly anymore.
He leaned down and kissed her again, deep and possessive. By now she parted her lips without hesitation, welcoming his tongue, and that only seemed to spur Shin-wol on even more.
Their tongues tangled inside her mouth like two creatures becoming one.
[Haa…]
Along with the long, insistent kiss, his wet, swollen tip rubbed against her belly. The hot, rigid feeling made Yeo-won turn her head, breaking the kiss.
“Stop… please stop. I can’t take any more.”
Despite her desperate plea, Shin-wol said nothing. He simply captured her lips again. Her tearful moans dissolved into the wet, obscene sounds, and just as he pushed the head of his cock against her entrance once more—
Yeo-won twisted her waist sharply and rolled her body to the side.
“Stop, I’m serious… I feel like I’m going to tear apart. Please?”
She shook her head violently and flipped over completely, pressing her face into the mattress. She had tried to get up and escape, but there was no strength left in her body. Using her forearms to push herself up, she had barely managed to lift her upper body when he climbed onto her from behind.
“Hngh.”
He bit down on the nape of her neck, breathing hard with raw arousal, and spread her buttocks apart with both hands.
“Shin—Shin-wol! Wait—!”
She had hoped he wouldn’t. But her fear quickly became reality. Even in this prone position, his thick cock pushed its way back into her.
Her passage, already slick and messy with their combined fluids, accepted him without resistance.
“Huuu…”
Squelch. Squelch. Every time he pulled out and drove back in deep, the wet, sticky sounds of flesh meeting flesh were unbearably lewd.
[This position is also quite…]
He swallowed the rest of his thought and continued moving his hips. When Yeo-won struggled, he simply pressed his body down over hers, pinning her completely.
Trapped beneath him, she could neither run nor move. She had no choice but to helplessly receive the pleasure that slammed into her again and again.
“Hahng! Haah… uhh, ah!”
Shin-wol, who had been thrusting in silence, suddenly grabbed her face and turned it toward him, claiming her mouth in a fierce kiss. With both her holes completely filled and blocked, the overwhelming sensation sent Yeo-won spiraling into climax almost immediately. Shin-wol, aroused by the new position, reached his own release slightly faster than before.
“Huu… hngh…”
Even after finishing, Shin-wol lingered inside her, savoring the afterglow. His cock remained rock-hard within her, and Yeo-won trembled in fear at the feeling.
Her entrance twitched and spasmed around him. As if in answer, he began to move his hips again in shallow thrusts. Yeo-won’s face went deathly pale as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.
“It hurts…”
In truth, it wasn’t exactly pain—it was more like her sex had gone numb and was tingling unbearably—but the meaning was essentially the same.
Only then did he click his tongue in mild regret and slowly withdraw. The sensation of his cock sliding out of her was so vivid it made her shudder. She lay there, too exhausted to move, when suddenly her body was lifted and laid flat on her back again. Something cool and wet touched her lips.
[You cried so much. Your throat must be dry. Drink.]
A moist touch brushed her lips and pulled away. Realizing it was water, Yeo-won let out a weak laugh and opened her mouth.
Little by little, the water trickled in. She swallowed it greedily, like a baby bird being fed.
The successive waves of overwhelming pleasure had left her mind completely blank. No matter how many times she blinked, she couldn’t regain her senses. In the end, Yeo-won slipped into unconsciousness.
*
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a smooth, broad chest. Seeing the firm, flat planes, Yeo-won easily realized she was being held in someone’s arms.
The lights in the room had been turned off at some point. Yeo-won usually disliked the dark, but with Shin-wol beside her, she wasn’t afraid.
She cautiously lifted her head. Shin-wol’s face came into view. His beautiful eyes were closed, and his long, neat lashes caught her attention.
Yeo-won watched him quietly for a moment, then reached out and gently stroked those dense lashes with her fingertips. He didn’t stir at all.
‘Is he sleeping?’
The utter silence—no sound of breathing—felt strange. The moment she raised her hand higher, the closed golden eyes snapped open. In the darkness, those striking golden irises were especially noticeable, and Yeo-won flinched.
“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?”
[No. I wasn’t asleep.]
“You should have slept a little.”
She brushed her hand over his smooth cheek. He gave a small, quiet laugh.
[If I fall asleep now, I feel like I won’t be able to wake up.]
That reminded her of what Cheong-sil had once said—that Shin-wol slept for very long stretches at a time. But he had never once fallen asleep while with her. Suddenly she worried that he might be tired.
“Next time, sleep deeply. If it looks like you won’t wake up, I’ll wake you myself.”
At her words, his thin pupils narrowed for a brief moment. Then those emotionless, clear eyes stared straight at her.
Whenever she met Shin-wol’s gaze like this, Yeo-won always felt her heart drop into her stomach.
Wondering if she had said something rude, she blinked rapidly in confusion. He let out a soft chuckle and pulled her into his arms.
[It’s fine. I want to keep looking at you like this for as long as possible.]
Instead of saying more, he slowly stroked the back of her head.
His touch was gentle and affectionate. The tension that had stiffened her shoulders melted away. Their conversation wasn’t exactly ordinary, but lying together like this made them feel almost like a normal couple.
Her body was a little sore, but compared to other days, she actually felt somewhat light.
Usually, after having her spiritual energy drained, her entire body felt as heavy as waterlogged cotton.
She was just beginning to feel a strange sense of pride at having grown a bit stronger when the reason she had come here suddenly flashed through her mind.
Her grandfather’s memorial day.
Yeo-won jolted upright and shoved him away, scrambling out of bed. Shin-wol frowned, but she didn’t notice. She asked urgently,
“What time is it right now?”
[The hour of the Rooster.]
His completely unhelpful answer made her snatch her phone from her bag. But the battery was dead, so she couldn’t check the time.
She quickly pulled on the t-shirt that had been discarded on the floor and yanked open the heavy blackout curtains.
“Ugh.”
The bright sunlight made her squint as she looked outside.
“Oh my god… what time is it?”
The world beyond the window was so bright she had muttered the words without thinking.
The curtains had been so effective that she had genuinely believed it was still early dawn.
Shin-wol watched silently as Yeo-won rushed around the room in a panic.
“You should have woken me up.”
She shot him a light glare, then scanned the floor for her pants. No matter how hard she looked, they were nowhere to be found. After retracing her memories, she remembered he had torn them off. She pressed a hand to her forehead.
She didn’t even have time to get angry. Yeo-won hurriedly dug through her bag and pulled out a spare pair of underwear and pants.
As she bent over to search the bag, something warm and sticky trickled down between her legs.
The vivid sensation made her look down in alarm. Thick, white fluid was sliding down her thighs.
‘No way…’
At that moment, a sharp laugh sounded from behind her. Before she knew it, Shin-wol had risen and pulled her back against him. A heated chuckle rumbled above her head.
[Where do you think you’re going, leaking my essence like that?]
At his words, Yeo-won squeezed her eyes shut in utter shame. It was exactly as she feared—his semen from the countless times he had released inside her last night.
He had come so much that her body couldn’t contain it all, and it was still flowing out of her.
“I—I need to go to the bathroom…”
She twisted her body, trying to pry his arm away, but Shin-wol refused to let go. Not only that, something hot and hard had been pressing against her lower back for a while now.
[There’s no need. I can simply put it back inside you.]
Yeo-won whipped her head around in horror. Put it back? He couldn’t possibly mean—
“I have to leave right now!”
[I see. In that case, you’ll have to try very hard to satisfy me in one go.]
He let out a low, amused chuckle. The cock that had been nudging against her waist suddenly thrust upward, piercing her entrance in one smooth motion.
“No, wait—ah!”
Despite her firm protest, his thick shaft drove into her while she was still standing. Without any further foreplay, her passage—already drenched in semen and her own arousal—swallowed him with a wet, obscene sound.
“Ah!”
Once again, her walls were stretched to their limit. Yeo-won clenched her fists tightly. She already knew that once he was inside her, Shin-wol would not pull out until he had finished.
Heat bloomed between her legs. Dizzying pleasure swept through her entire body once more.
The realization that she was leaning against the wall with only her hips pushed back, taking him inside her like this, filled her with profound shame.
Yet at the same time, a strange, intoxicating pleasure spread through her limbs. Yeo-won could only surrender to the oncoming waves of ecstasy, pretending she had no choice but to accept them.